"Yoli. Yoli, come on, wake up. Say something to me."

Lizetta's hands were trembling, her voice shattered. She couldn't bring herself to touch Yolanda, fearing she might shatter her into pieces.

How could there be so much blood? Such a torrent flowing from beneath Yoli's head.

"Somebody help! Please, someone save her."

Her vision blurred, everything around her seemed to dissolve into ghostly shadows, a vast emptiness swirling before her eyes.

Only the glaring red beneath Yolanda stood out, so vivid, so scarlet.

It was all her fault. She knew it was reckless, yet she insisted on throwing this damned wedding, and now Yolanda was paying the price because of her.

"Liz."

what had happened as he caught sight of Yolanda unconscious in a

haunting red, clenched his heart in an iron grip, a suffocating pain. He called out to

than he'd ever felt, but one thing was

happen to Yolanda, he

of fabric to

a doctor! Now!" At the same time, he barked orders

medical staff in the hotel, and as the manager snapped

doctors are on their

sharp and piercing, as if a million needles were ready to tear him apart. Remington had never

to stir up trouble, her anger as harmless as a cat's playful

he'd never seen her look at anyone with such deep disdain and

now, she looked at him that way, as if she wanted to gouge

voice foreign and hoarse, "Don't touch her with your filthy

around desperately for someone

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